My Love, Enlighten me (Official translation)

Gloria Taylor left without staying at James Moore's house for too long.  

             Before she left, she went to James Moore's study again to see if there were some useful clues.  

             She ran back and forth all morning, so when she got home, it was almost noon.  

             Although Kenny Clarke said that he would not come back for lunch, Gloria Taylor still cooked lunch in person.  

             Even if Kenny Clarke didn't come back to eat, she and Tina Clarke still had to eat.  

             But after she finished cooking and was about to eat with Tina Clarke together, the voice of the servant came from outside.  

             "Mr. Kenny is back!"  

             "Have you eaten? Mr. Kenny."  

             Gloria Taylor heard the sound and then looked up at the door of the dining room.  

             Tina Clarke was sitting next to Gloria Taylor. Her eyes lit up and said happily, "Dad is back!"  

             Gloria Taylor rubbed Tina's head.  

             Although Kenny Clarke usually didn't laugh much and was a bit fierce to Tina Clarke, Tina Clarke still liked him very much.  

             Before long, a tall figure appeared at the entrance of the dining room.  

             Kenny Clarke walked over to the dining table. He sat down directly opposite Gloria Taylor.  

             "Dad." Tina Clarke called him happily. The corners of her mouth were still stained with the soup of honey-glazed chicken wings. The stains were over her lips. She looked particularly cuter.  

             Kenny Clarke replied faintly, "Wipe your mouth."  

             "Oh." Tina Clarke took a piece of tissue from the box and wiped her mouth randomly.  

             She took the tissue to see. The yellow-colored soup was on the tissue. "Eww…", then she threw the tissue aside with disgusting.  

             Kenny Clarke saw that she hadn't wiped herself clean, so he took a tissue, leaned forward slightly, raised his eyebrows to see her, "Come here."  

             Tina Clarke propped her small arms on the dining table, stretched her neck, and sent her head forward. She pouted her lips to let Kenny Clarke wipe.  

             After Kenny Clarke wiped her mouth carefully, he threw the tissue aside.  

             At this time, a servant had already served him some rice.  

             When he picked up the chopsticks, he saw Gloria Taylor staring at him.  

             An embarrassed emotion flashed in Kenny Clarke's eyes. He said quietly, "I just came out to talk about business. The place is just close to home, so I came back for lunch."  

             His expression had betrayed him. Gloria Taylor naturally knew that he made up an excuse randomly, but she did not expose him. She even put some dishes into his bowl, "Eat more."  

             Kenny Clarke lowered his head and began to eat.  

             Tina Clarke saw Gloria Taylor picking food for Kenny Clarke, so she also picked up a shallot slice and handed it to Kenny Clarke.  

             "Dad, eat vegetables."  

             Kenny Clarke glanced at her, "I don't eat it."  

             Tina Clarke frowned and said seriously, "Mom said we can't be picky eaters."  

             Kenny Clarke asked her, "Are you not a picky eater?"  

             Tina Clarke shook her head.  

             There was a slight smile on Kenny Clarke's face, "Then you eat it. Prove it."  

             "Okay." Tina Clarke didn't hesitate to put the slice of shallot into her mouth. She was so fast that Gloria Taylor couldn't stop her.  

             However, she only chewed once, then she vomited it out.  

             "Wow... It's so spicy..."  

             Gloria Taylor looked at Kenny Clarke angrily. She took Tina Clarke's bowl to ladle some soup and then gave it to Tina Clarke.  

             Tina Clarke ate it in a short time.  

             Then she looked at Kenny Clarke with pouted.  

             Gloria Taylor gave her some food, "Eat a piece of meat."  

             Tina Clarke was eating rice when she gave a glance at Kenny Clarke. After a while, she looked very thoughtful and pointed to the piece of shallot she spat on the table and said, "This can't be eaten. It's so spicy."  

             Kenny Clarke responded, "Yes."  

             After Gloria Taylor and Tina Clarke finished eating, Gloria Taylor took Tina Clarke out of the dining room.  

             When Kenny Clarke came out after eating, Tina Clarke was already asleep. Gloria Taylor was about to take her upstairs for a nap.  

             Kenny Clarke came over, took Tina Clarke over from Gloria Taylor's arms without saying a word, and walked upstairs.  

             He carried Tina Clarke on the bed. Gloria Taylor stepped forward to take off Tina Clarke's coat and covered the quilt on her.  

             Then, they left Tina Clarke's room together.  

             They walked downstairs side by side. Gloria Taylor said, "I went to James Moore's house in the morning. There are signs of fighting in his house."  

             Kenny Clarke didn't speak and kept walking downstairs.  

             He seemed unwilling to talk more about James Moore.  

             He hated James Moore, but he still helped her secretly search the news about James Moore.  

             When they arrived in the living room, Gloria Taylor called him, "Kenny."  

             Kenny Clarke turned around to look at her expressionlessly.  

             She smiled and said, "Thank you."  

             Kenny Clarke was a bit arrogant and presumptuous before. He would ignore those people he disliked.  

             He hated James Moore, but because he knew that James Moore had indeed saved Gloria Taylor, he did not ignore the thing.  

             In fact, he understood it very well. But sometimes people would inevitably split hairs.  

             Kenny Clarke squinted his eyes slightly and said, "For what? We don't get married yet, but you start to alienate me?  

             "Getting married? To be precise, it is remarried, isn't it?" Gloria Taylor walked up to him. She saw that his tie was a little bit askew, so she wanted to stretch out her hand to adjust his tie.  

             But he suddenly took a step back.  

             Gloria Taylor's expression became stern. She reached out to grab his tie. She said with an unpleasant expression, "You try again?"  

             Kenny Clarke glanced at her, then looked down at her hand, which were holding his tie. She clenched his tie very hard, so the joints were prominent, which made her hand look smaller.  

             Kenny Clarke raised his hand, slowly covering her hand. He didn't use much force and didn't hurt her much. He pulled her hand away very lightly.  

             After Kenny Clarke pulled her hand away, he asked her, "Are you domestic abusing?"  

             Gloria Taylor, "..."  

             "Here's the thing." Kenny Clarke said with a serious look, "Some of my subordinates found some information and sent it to my mailbox before. I have already read it."  

             Kenny Clarke took out his mobile phone, opened the email he had just received in his mailbox, and handed it to Gloria Taylor.  

             Gloria Taylor glanced briefly, and finally, her gaze fixed on a name.  

             "Ding Moore?" Gloria Taylor raised her head to look at Kenny Clarke, "He really is a twin brother with James Moore."  

             Kenny Clarke turned around and sat down on the sofa. He said slowly, "James Moore and Ding Moore were originally from Huyang City, but their parents died in an accident when they were kids. At that time, an overseas Chinese adopted them and took them to live abroad, but we could only get very little information about the overseas Chinese who adopted them."  

             Gloria Taylor frowned slightly, "It is not difficult to understand. The identity of James Moore is so difficult to investigate, let alone the person who adopted them. Their adoptive father must be a powerful person. Otherwise, it is impossible for him to hide, and the identities of James Moore and Ding Moore so well."